Ralph could tell what Paul was thinking. "Paul, you should know how terrifying the virus is. The kid might be innocent, but if we
don't kill him he's going to kill others and more innocent people will die."
"We can't afford to go easy on the virus."
Paul nodded, furrowing his brows all of a sudden. "Is it possible for us to co-exist with the virus? As long as he doesn't kill others,
we won't kill him. Can we do that?"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRalph stared at Paul for a beat, before shaking his head. "The virus isn't the sas us. It might have been an artifact left behind
from a different time, or it could be an alien from a different pl altogether. Either way, it's not the sas we are. Do you
understand?"
"But..."
"Listen to me, Paul. The virus operates in apletely different culture than us. We share none of its values and thoughts. If we
keep it around, it might see us the way robbers view a bank safe. That's terrible for all of the human race."
"Alright. | know what to do."
Paul was about to leave when he thought of Damon and turned around to look at Ralph. "Mister Ralph, that Damon guy is
"I see. Don't worry, I'll have someone deal with it."
"He's very powerful."
"Okay."
That afternoon, two men in suits headed over to Greensource Corp. They were granted access after showing the relevant
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmdocuments of identity and made their way over to Damon's office.
Damon was pretty angry at the intrusion. "Who are you? Did | say you coulde into my office?"
One of the men took out a license. "We're from the Scarlet Leaf Faction. Please cooperate with us for our investigation ande
with us, Mister Damon."
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